Who can help me find the ancient poems about "cherishing spring, chanting spring, sighing spring and hurting spring"

Xichun

Huanxisha

stretch

A new word, a glass of wine

When the weather was fine last year

The sun sets in the west, but when will it come back?

There is no choice but to spend money.

The swallow I may know is back.

I'm still alone in the fragrant garden path

& lt& lt In early spring, he became a member of the Ministry of Water Resources.

Tang hanyu

The rain in Tianjie is as slippery as crisp,

The color of the grass is far and near, but not at all.

The biggest advantage is that one spring,

It's better than a city full of smoke and willow.

Wing Chun

Liu Yong,

Tang He Zhang Zhi.

Jasper makeup trees are tall, and thousands of strands of green silk hang down.

I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors.

spring

Song and Zhu

The boundless scene of Surabaya seaside is new for a while.

There is always spring waiting until the east wind is full of color.

Tanchun

Musical Ci in Henan in December

Don Lihe

The sun's feet are pale red, and the thin cream does not sell cassia twig.

Vaguely peaceful, winter, long days and long nights.

Boarding Guazhou

Wang Song Anshi

Guazhou, at the mouth of Beijing, is separated by several floods.

The gentle spring breeze turns green again, but, moon in the sky, when can you take me home?

Spring damage

& lt& lt Shuilongyin >>

stone

Much like a flower, it seems that it is not a flower, and no one falls to the ground. Throwing it on the side of the road seems heartless, but it is full of affection. It was she who was injured, euphemistically confused, trying to open her mouth but closing it tightly. To go with the wind, to find a loved one, but also by the relentless call of the oriole.

I don't hate this kind of flowers falling completely, but I hate the West Garden, which is full of withered flowers. Where are the traces of falling flowers after the rain in the morning? Drift into the pool and become a pool of duckweed. If the spring scenery is divided into three parts, two of them become dust, and the other part disappears when it falls into the water. It doesn't seem to be flowers, but a little tears.

Meet Li Guinian at the lower reaches of the river.

Don du fu

In the Qi family, I often see your performances; Before urging the wine hall, I praised your art many times.

Never thought, in this Jiangnan scenic area; It is the season of falling flowers, and I can meet you, an old acquaintance.